Dorian Howards slightly furrowed his brows, leaned down and said, "What, it's been three years and you don't remember me?" Just the thought of this possibility made him uncomfortable inside. He had remembered this woman for three years.
If she dared to say those three words, "I don't remember," he would have to grab her by the neck and make her swallow them back, one by one.
Alice Conley continued blinking her eyes, then raised her hand and touched Dorian Howards' face.
Dorian's long brows arched, but he didn't move.
The result was that she pinched his handsome face, causing Dorian to painfully seize her hand and demand, "What kind of madness is this!" He figured there was only ever one person in his life who dared to pinch his face like that.
And then she said, "Well, turns out it's not a dream after all."
He sneered, "You really wish this were a dream, don't you?"
